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Adultery The possession

Hawkeye100

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Let me clarify all of you this is not my story..i have read this story in another platform and i didn't like the ending.so i planning to write a different ending of this story
 
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update 1
Kolkata is growing day by day. Many people are coming here. Flat houses are growing. Not even neighbors know each other in this metro city. No one lives in someone's trouble, either happiness or sadness. Subir Mukherjee's flat house is no exception. Kolkata is not Subir's native place even though he is from Kolkata. He came here as a student because of his father's transferable job. His father did not agree to live here permanently because he liked his native place. He wanted to return to his native land after retirement. Subir, however, remained here with his wife and children. At first he thought he would buy land and build a house. His wife Soma also wanted to have a house of their own. Finally with the help of a friend they bought a 3bhk flat in Laketown. Their flat house has six floors. Car parking is available on the ground floor. Subir's have a small four-wheeler, but it is rarely driven. Soma often says 'What is the need to spend so much money on a car if you don't drive it?' In fact, Subir is not that good as a driver, moreover, Subir has to be out of work, where is the time to drive. Sometimes they take cars for short family trips, such as Diamond Harbour, Digha, Bakkhali etc.
Although the flat house has six floors, Subirs live on first floors above the ground floor. An elderly couple on the Second floor. whose only son is abroad. The third and fifth floors are empty. It's not sold yet. A non-Bengali Marwari business family resides on the fourth floor. Everyone lives here on their own. Like the character of Kolkata's Flat house, no one looks for the good or bad of anyone, nor does they get involved in trouble with others. As only three families live here, no problems arise. If any problems arise, or the incidental expenses of the flat are to be paid, then all the three families share equally. Since Subir and the head of the Marwari family, Bimal Aggarwal, are busy with their own work, senior retired professor Amalendu Mitra of the second floor is in charge of all these. Mr. Mitra is a gentle man. He does not shy away from these responsibilities.


Subir woke up to his wife Soma's call.
---get up. It was 9 o'clock. How much more sleep?
This one habit of Soma will not let him sleep even on holidays. It's a lot of work at home. Subir got up and went straight to the bathroom. It is his eternal habit. Soma is messing around in the kitchen. Subir woke up to Soma's call. Santu's 10th class exam is just a few days later. His reading voice is heard from the reading room.

Subir came out wiping his face with a towel. Antu went to his mom in the kitchen and said--Mom, Algebra has given homework in college.
Soma poured tea into the cup and said in a loud voice to Subir--Where are you going, listen? You can't help Antu in math?
---can't you? Subir replied lazily and annoyedly.
---Can't you see I'm working? Am I the devi Durga or the one who is walking around with ten arms?

Subir does not want to teach his son now. When he comes home on leave, he wants to sleep a little. But he understood Soma's sharp temper. She really manages everything in the family. So Subir, without replying to wife, said to his son---Come here.

Subir and Soma's two sons are Santu and Antu. Santu read in class ten. Antu is in class six. Not even a month left for Santu's 10th class exams to begin. Soma often asks Subir to come with the transfer. But is the transfer so easily available? Subir works as an engineer of the Natural Gas sector, a Central government undertaking. His job is transferable. He is now transferred and promoted to Delhi. Sometimes after two or three months, he comes home with a week's leave. He could have stayed there with his family if he wanted. But it was not possible for Soma's job. Soma is also a college Teacher in Govt college. Her subject is Geography. So Soma has to do everything single handedly. All responsibilities of two sons, their college, tuition, drawing classes; Everything has to be done without any help.
Only she gets a little rest every evening. Even then she kept herself busy; looking at her college student's exam books, doing small chores at home, and also cooking at night. In fact, Soma is not an idle person.

Subir started reading the newspaper while sipping her tea. Antu is sitting next to his father and doing math. Antu is a student of South Point college, kolkata. Santu is a Bengali medium college. During Antu's admission to college, there was a dispute between them about whether to admit their son to an English or Bengali medium college. Soma thinks that language is not a problem, if they can give proper guidance to the boy in studies, then whatever the medium college is, it should not be a problem. Subir, however, is not confined to college and family like Soma. He keeps the news of the world. Language problems suggest that children may have trouble building their future. However, Soma's argument is not to be ignored. Their eldest son is getting good results by studying in Bengali medium, he can read and write English. But Finally, Subir got Soma's consent with the argument that while the elder son is studying in Bengali medium, the younger should be taught in English medium.

Before finishing the tea, Soma made a list. Soma has its weekly grocery market on weekends Sundays. But if Subir is at home, Soma sends him. Subir has a habit of forgetting again, so Soma makes the list.

Subir puts on his shirt and goes to call Soma without finding the scooter key in the drawer, suddenly the land phone rings. Soma washed the cup-plates in the sink and said, "Look who called again."Subir went to pick up the phone and said---hello!
when an unknown woman's voice came from the other side---How are you Sabji?

The tone is very unfamiliar. He heard the voice of a very old woman. The woman is speaking in Hindi and also has a Nepalese touch. The woman said again - Sabji could not recognize me?
Subir said after being a little shocked----who is talking, tell me?
The woman's voice became heavier, said---I am Shanta Sherpa.
Subir is not familiar with the name. Sherpa must mean Nepalese, Subir didn't seem to know any Nepali people. One was his colleague, of course, a long time ago. Still said---I can't remember exactly.
The old woman coughed. It was understood that she was ill. Then she said---you in Tunglu...Sabji..?

Hearing the name 'Tunglu' came to Subir's mind. Immediately he said---Yes, Shantaji remembers. Are you well?
---I am getting old, Sabji. What else is better? Two beta (boy) are good?
---Yes, they are fine. And your granddaughter? What is her name...?
---Keshvi?
---Yes yes. Is she good?
---She is married now Sabji.
--- Did you marry that girl? How old was she?
---The girl has turned eighteen Sabji. And what will the poor mountain girl do after studying? Her father gave her in marriage.

Soma could hear the conversation on Subir's phone. She came out of the kitchen, wiping her hands and saying---Who is calling?

Subir was busy talking to the old lady without answering. The old lady said---Sabji, you know we are very poor. My son works as a watchman and runs the family. He worked as a forest guard. His job is gone. So he went to Kolkata to look for work. A man told him there he offered him a watchman job. But it didn't. You have many contacts there, if you get him a job...my family will be saved, Sabji.

Subir was in a dilemma. How will he find a job for a watchman? Besides, Subir himself does not live in Kolkata. If it was in Delhi, it would have helped. However, thinking of the old woman's help that day, he did not discourage her. Moreover, the old woman's voice was full of helplessness. As a result, Subir could not say 'no'.
---I will try Shantaji. But Watchman's work isn't always easy to find.
---Sabji, Dawa, my son knows driving also. Also if anything is found...The old woman's voice was worried.
---OK, OK. I will try.
The old woman seemed very happy. Said---Ok Sabji, I will tell my beta to meet you.

After placing the phone receiver, Subir started putting the watch in his hand. Soma brought the key of the scooter and said---who called?
Subir tied his wrist watch and held out a cigarette and said---Do you remember that old lady in Sandakphu?
---oh Yes! Who arranged for us to stay that night?
---Hmmm.
---Oh ma! Where did she get our land phone number?
---It doesn't seem that she can use the phone. It seems that you are the one who gave the land number of our home while we were returning from there.
Soma hesitated and said---I gave it to her granddaughter, right. I told her to contact us when they come to Kolkata. But I have to say this for the sake of courtesy.
---Now this courtesy of yours has caused trouble. Subir said in a soft angry voice.
---Why? What did she say?
---Her son used to work as a watchman, but now he has lost his job. He came to Kolkata. I have to find a job for him. Now look for a guard job for him!
--- Why can you not say no? Soma looked annoyed.
Subir put the cigarette in the ashtray and said---Can you say 'no' directly? However, she helped us in times of problems, otherwise we would have been in dangerous trouble that night.
Soma thought to herself that it is true they would have been in danger without the help of that old woman that night.
Just three months ago; The sudden trouble they had to face while traveling was really dangerous.

To be continued…
 

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Thank you for taking the initiative of changing the ending. I have a small request for you, could you please add anal sex? Also, could you please make soma wear a skirt & blouse when they will go for a vacation and she will behave slutty
 
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